First verse posted on here!

[castro]

I was born to be that reddawn
attack the track head on with my lead drawn
feed the rhymes between the lines to redifine whats been said wrong
its food for thought but the truth's was fought now the bread's gone
dead pawns dont check kings
your mind's a grave so you're a slave to the wave of judgement that death brings
i'm wrestling with the west wing
sun knowledge it
my politics
will blow your brains out kid like hollow tips
can you follow this?
no you still wondering like Isreal
like is he real
is he really ill
forty years later... you still listening to emfamil
you infidel
kiss your blissful ignorance into hell...

oNe...

[Locust]

nice rhymes son, post some more